Luyện nghe bài hát Not So Sweet Martha Lorraine

She in an attic concealed on a shelf
Behind volumes of literature on herself
And runs across the pages like tiny elf
Knowing that it's to find
Stuff way back in her
Winds up all of her time
Trying to memorize line
Sweet Lorraine, ah Lorraine.

lady of death wants me to die
So she can sit by my bedside and sigh
And wipe away the from all my friends eyes
Then softly she explain
Just who was to blame
For causing me to go
And finally blow out my
Sweet Lorraine, ah Lorraine.

you know that it's a shame and a pity
You were up in the city
And you never learned 'bout country ways
Ah 'bout ways.

The joy of she dresses in black
With celestial secrets engraved in her
And her face keeps flashing she's got the knack
But you know when you into her eyes
All learned she's had to memorize
And the only way ever get her high
Is to let her do her and then watch you die
Sweet Lorraine, ah Lorraine.

Now she's the one who gives us all those things
And us stories out of the I Ching
Then she passes out a new basket of rings
That when you put on your
Makes you one of the Angel
And you the power to be a man
But what it does for her you never quite
Lorraine, ah sweet Lorraine.

Well you know that it's a and a pity
You raised up in the city
And you never learned nothing country ways
Oh 'bout country ways, oh 'bout ways
about country ways, oh country ways ...